Accidentally provoking the spring tide

Chapter 114. Meeting
Ms. Song waved her hand.

"Alright, I won't ask anymore. Here, I've found the jade you asked for before."

As soon as he finished speaking, the camera flipped over and pointed at a piece of unpolished jadeite rough on the table.

The emerald green color is absolutely gorgeous; it's the finest imperial green.

A faint smile flickered in Lu Lishen's eyes: "Yes, this is exactly what I want."

"Okay, then my mission is complete."

"Don't forget to prepare a gift for your wife in a couple of days, it's a holiday."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mingzhen snorted, "Little brat, still pretending with me."

The butler chuckled softly beside him, "Young Master was quite concerned about his height for a while."

Song Mingzhen pouted: "Just like his father."
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The next day.

Perhaps because he had finally finished the design that had been troubling him, Jiang Jixu slept soundly last night. He woke up according to his biological clock this morning, and after washing up, he went to the glass greenhouse first.

She was quite busy moving a couple of days ago, but now that she has some free time, she plans to take good care of the greenhouse.

"Jasmine, roses, lilies, and maybe some cherry tomatoes and garlic sprouts too..."

When Lu Lishen came up, he saw the girl murmuring to the empty soil, and he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems we need to expand the size of the greenhouse."

The sudden male voice startled Jiang Jixu.

Why do you walk so quietly?

"It's because you're so engrossed in your research, Madam."

Lu Lishen was wearing a light gray pullover sweatshirt with a white undershirt underneath. He seemed to have just returned from his morning exercise, as his bangs were slightly damp.

He handed her the bag he was carrying.

"breakfast."

The girl's eyes lit up as she looked at the familiar packaging: "There's always a line for breakfast at this shop, it's really hard to get one."

While taking a bite of her plump white steamed bun, she asked, "When did you get up?"

Looking at her chubby cheeks, Lu Lishen couldn't help but reach out and poke them.

Jiang Jixu paused in his chewing, like a Totoro suddenly stopping its meal, staring at him with wide eyes.

The man was silent for a few seconds, then calmly withdrew his hand and touched his nose: "There was a mosquito just now."

Jiang Jixu squinted: "Mosquitoes?"

Lu Lishen's eyes flickered slightly: "How about I let you touch it back?"

"Okay, look up."

The girl's candid answer surprised the man.

"What, you're going back on your word?" Jiang Jixu was a little uneasy, but still put on a confident and righteous appearance.

She just wanted to test Bai Xiaoxiao's method; she was definitely not after Bai Xiaoxiao's beauty.

The girl silently recited it in her heart.

Lu Lishen chuckled softly, obediently raising his head slightly to reveal his prominent Adam's apple and smooth neck.

With a well-defined jawline, even from unflattering angles, he maintains a perfect figure.

Jiang Jixu feigned composure and reached out to touch the man's Adam's apple.

To be honest, the feel is a bit strange.

The skin is soft and warm, but the bones are hard and will occasionally roll.

Jiang Jixu seemed to have discovered a fun toy, rubbing it back and forth with her fingertips, her eyes full of interest. The girl, engrossed in playing, didn't notice that her Adam's apple was bobbing more and more frequently.

Lu Lishen's eyes darkened, the veins on his temples throbbed, and his lips tightened. Finally, he couldn't help but grasp the girl's slender wrist, his voice hoarse and strained.

"elder sister."

He looked at her with teary eyes, a faint redness at the corners, and pleaded in a low voice, "Don't bully me."

Jiang Jixu looked at him and couldn't help but swallow.

He told her not to bully him.

But that expression, that tone.

He was clearly trying to seduce her into bullying him!

Jiang Jixu's fingers couldn't help but slowly move down from his Adam's apple, his index finger bent at the knuckle, hooked the collar of the man's hoodie, and pulled him forward.

Even though she didn't exert much force, Lu Lishen's body easily tilted towards her, his head nestling in her neck as if he had no bones.

Jiang Jixu: "..."

She had a strange feeling.

She might not even need the battle robe Xiaoxiao gave her; with just a flick of her finger, the man would wash himself clean and lie in her bed.
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After breakfast, Lu Lishen went to school.

Jiang Jixu doesn't plan to go to Wish today. She wants to tidy up the rooftop and also plans to set up a room as an art studio.

After speaking with Lu Lishen, the man simply nodded.

Before leaving, he said, "I've booked a housekeeping service for you, and A-Zhuo will come over to help later."

Jiang Jixu paused, then protested softly, "I can clean it myself."

Lu Lishen's lips curved slightly, but he nodded very seriously: "Yes, I believe in Madam's abilities."

"It was just out of a little personal selfishness that I wanted to help ease the burden on Madam."

The girl met his gaze, blinked, and followed his words:

"Then I'll accept your offer?"

The man said in a serious tone, "It's my honor."

Jiang Jixu couldn't help but laugh. Before the other person could react, he grabbed his arm and stood on tiptoe.

She gently kissed the corner of his lips.

"Well, that's my own selfish reason too," the girl said, her eyes sparkling. "I'll be waiting for you to come home."
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A big.

Computer lab building.

Lu Lishen nodded and smiled gently at each of the younger students who greeted him.

Hou Taojiu stared at him for a long time before nudging Ji Ziqian with his elbow and whispering, "Don't you think Lu Shen is acting strangely today? He seems... to be in a particularly good mood?"

Ji Ziqian glanced at it and said indifferently, "...Haven't he been like this every day since he got married?"

Hou Taojiu looked conflicted.

Is that the case?

Hearing the noise, Lu Lishen turned around, a visible smile on his lips, and said casually, "Let's be more efficient today. I want to go home early tonight."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ziqian's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not ask any further questions.

His intuition told him that it was best not to delve any further into the matter.

But Hou Taojiu clearly didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. "What's wrong? Is there some emergency at home?"

As Lu Lishen walked forward, he said casually, "It's nothing, it's just that my wife is still waiting for me at home, so it's inconvenient for me to go back too late."

Hou Taojiu, who was force-fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection) early in the morning: "..."

There was no need for him to ask.

However, there is one more thing.

"Lu Shen, why did you suddenly decide to stay at the university? Didn't you say you weren't planning to pursue a master's degree?"

Ji Ziqian also looked over, clearly curious about the question as well.

He remembered that several teachers had tried to persuade Lu Lishen, but to no avail. Why did he suddenly change his mind?

Lu Lishen pressed the elevator button and said casually, "I just think our school cafeteria is pretty good, it would be a shame not to stay and eat there for a few more years."

Hou Taojiu: "??"

Ji Ziqian: "..."

"As expected, the way the genius thinks is different from ours," Hou Taojiu muttered absentmindedly. "If those professors who come to see God Lu knew that they weren't as effective as a meal in the school cafeteria..."

It's hard to imagine what might happen.

Ji Ziqian glanced at Hou Taojiu silently, his expression carrying a hint of something unspeakable.

The elevator doors opened, and after Lu Lishen stepped out first, he said in a low voice, "Think about who came to the school to eat before."

"Who's coming to eat at school..."

Hou Taojiu repeated the sentence, then suddenly widened his eyes.

They hurriedly caught up with the two people in front of them before the elevator doors closed.

"Lu Shen, you did this for your sister-in-law—"

The rest of the conversation ended abruptly when the figure sitting upright in the office was seen.

Hou Taojiu stared at that familiar face, his eyes widening in shock, almost biting his tongue.

This...this isn't—

"Li Shen, you're here. Let me introduce you." Director Fu stood up. "This is Ji Yanci, the president of Ji's Group."

"President Ji, they are my students, and also the lead designers of the latest generation system engine that I mentioned to you before."

Ji Yanci's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Lu Lishen in front of him. Their eyes met, and the air froze instantly.

"So this is your beloved disciple." The man narrowed his eyes, a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Seeing is believing."

Lu Lishen's eyes were clear and aloof, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "President Ji, you flatter me."

Just then, a student came over to ask Director Fu a question. The latter nodded slightly and then said to Lu Lishen, "Lishen, why don't you show President Ji around? You can introduce the performance of the new system to him."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Lu."

Ji Yanci's smile was forced and insincere.

After the two left, Hou Taojiu panicked.

"Isn't that Ji Yanci your sister-in-law's ex-fiancé?"

"Is he deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

Ji Ziqian raised his hand and flicked him on the forehead.

"What are you panicking about? Don't forget who is the legally married couple right now."

Hou Taojiu then realized what was happening.

Yes.

Their God Lu is the true and legitimate wife.

Why is he panicking?

Hou Tao paused for a moment, looking at the actions of the person beside him, and asked in confusion, "Then why did you send a message to Jiang Wang in such a hurry?"

Ji Ziqian finished editing slowly and calmly, then clicked send, saying in a composed voice, "They've come to cause trouble, so we should at least be polite."

After receiving Jiang Wang's reply, he put away his phone.

"Let's go see what this Mr. Ji is up to."
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A bell rang downstairs.

Jiang Jixu, who had been nestled on the sofa, lightly jumped up and ran to open the door.

Song Mingzhen stood smiling at the door, with A Zhuo standing beside her.

Jiang Jixu was somewhat taken aback: "Mom? What brings you here too?"

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

"No, no." Jiang Jixu was a little embarrassed and found a pair of slippers for the other person to change into. "It's just that Lu... Ashen didn't tell me."

"Well, it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing. I thought Ah Zhuo would happen to be here, so I came along to take a look."

Song Mingzhen smiled and took her hand, asking with concern, "How are you? Are you getting used to living here? If you don't like it, Mom will get you a different house."

Jiang Jixu quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need, I really like it here, especially the courtyard you designed, it's so beautiful, I really like it. I haven't had a chance to thank you yet, it's my fault..."

As she finished speaking, she noticed the strange look on Song Mingzhen's face and asked somewhat nervously, "What's wrong, Mom?"

Did she say something wrong?
Song Mingzhen and Azhuo exchanged a glance.

Then he patted Jiang Jixu's hand and comforted him, "Good boy, it was A-Shen who told you... that I designed this courtyard?"

Jiang Jixu nodded: "Yes, is there a problem?"

Song Mingzhen's expression was somewhat strange.

But he didn't say anything, and made an excuse to change the subject: "Ah Shen said you wanted to set up an art studio, so I bought these things. But it was a bit rushed, so you can make do with these for now. I'll have someone buy better ones and send them over later."

As she spoke, she waved her hand.

The people behind him immediately filed out and carried in boxes of things.

The box contained all sorts of painting tools and paints from various brands.

Later, there were also sculpture models, reference books, and so on—everything even remotely related to her design major was sent over.

Even Jiang Jixu couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Mom, aren't these things too..."

Too much.

Can she fit all the art in one studio?
Song Mingzhen nodded: "These things are nothing special, but there is one thing you should like."

She took the brocade box from A-Zhuo's hand and opened it.

Inside is a well-preserved scroll painting.

Jiang Jixu untied the ribbon binding the painting, and when he saw what was in the picture, his pupils contracted slightly, and even his voice trembled: "A painting of plum blossoms braving the snow!"

This painting was recently auctioned off for a staggering 130 million at an overseas auction.

Jiang Jixu was very regretful at the time, as this was clearly their national treasure, but it was snatched away by outsiders. However, she never expected that this painting would one day appear in her hands!
And look at the brushstrokes and texture.

Absolutely genuine!
Jiang Jixu's breathing quickened, and she bit her lip: "Mom, this painting is too precious, I can't accept it."

“It’s alright,” Ms. Song said generously. “It’s just a painting; take it if you like.”

Jiang Jixu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the woman.

She looked at her with a smile: "As the saying goes, one should not refuse the gifts bestowed by one's elders. You call me 'Mom,' so we are family, right?"

"I'll be sad if you're so distant."

The girl bit her lip: "Then thank you, Mom."

"Yes, that's more like it." Song Mingzhen said with satisfaction. "Azhuo, you take some people to clean up. My daughter and I will stay here, have some tea, and chat."

"Good lady."

Jiang Jixu carefully put the painting away.

While Song Mingzhen was in the restroom, he made a phone call to Lu Lishen.
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Ji Yanci subtly observed that familiar face.

He had met her once many years ago and was deeply impressed by her.

But back then, the boy was still quite naive, and he only disliked the other's covetous gaze towards Jiang Jixu, never taking him seriously. Years have passed, and the boy has successfully transformed, showing no trace of naivety, and even standing next to him, he is not inferior at all.

Ji Yanci was an outstanding figure among his peers, let alone those younger than him.

This was the first time he had felt pressure.

Just as he was about to speak, a cell phone rang suddenly.

Lu Lishen paused slightly and took out his phone from his pocket.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ji." He lifted his eyes. "I need to take this call."

Whether by coincidence or not, Ji Yanci was able to see the incoming call display on the phone screen from his angle.

The word "Madam" came into view.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

His fists clenched suddenly.

Lu Lishen slid his finger up and pressed the answer button.

The next second, a soft female voice came through the receiver.

"Lu Lishen, when are you coming back..."

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